Blackwater Islands Rebirthing

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Nyra, now Fury, watched the Prophet as she took everything in. Watching her mismatched stare turn downward to the russet woman who stopped thrashing against the weight holding her down, if only to hear the words spoken to her by the Unchild.

As The Listener's smile withered, Skalda's ruby gaze glowered up to Fury as the command was given.

Kill her.

Fury didn't waste a second, withdrawing her paw only to drive her fangs into Skalda's jugular deep, with precise, practiced fangs. 

The red priestess gurgled and choked, trying to fight further till the end, as Fury put a paw to the woman's jaws, pinning them open painfully with a small cracking noise as she ripped out the windpipe of the russet lady. Blood spattered and flowed freely, and Fury watched with fevered, feral eyes as the life and light left Skalda's eyes, leaving the body to twitch and jerk at random as the last signals fired within the brain.

Fury spat aside the flesh and looked to The Listener, inquisitive as to what would happen now.